"???" After listening to Lao Li's words, Feng Xue immediately had a string of question marks on his forehead, but then he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
But he didn't immediately agree or refuse, but naturally wondered:
"If we share the power of this ghost story, will it attract the attention of the ancestor's ghost story or the source of the ghost story, and then lead to unnecessary hostility?"
"Don't worry, this won't happen. The characteristic of group monsters is to bloom more. As long as you don't try to steal the core position, it's very easy to just get a few people to join. In the end, we're just trying to gain some fighting power."
As Lao Li spoke, he seemed to be worried that Feng Xue didn't know what group ghost stories were, and explained it to him in detail. Although Feng Xue already understood the content, after Lao Li's narration, he had no idea about his "message relay". The role of "station" has become somewhat clearer again.
After weighing the pros and cons, Feng Xue felt that she still had a lot of time to observe how to make fun of other people's weird stories, so she responded:
"Okay, when will we leave?"
"I'm contacting the door. Recently, all the major organizations have been recruiting people in the industry. Some small doors are short of money. I think renting a door will be cheaper than usual. It is conservatively estimated to be around 8 million. You have the money ready. , we can set off tomorrow night at the latest. If you have any idea, you can get a notarization to ensure that we will not intentionally cause harm to other people in any way. Everyone and I will sign this, so we can ensure safety to the greatest extent."
Lao Li is relatively reliable in this regard. After thinking about the squeeze driver he just bought, Feng Xue quickly finalized a contract with Lao Li.
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One day later, Dongshan District, seventh floor...
"Fuck!"
Looking at Lao Li, whose eyes almost popped out, Feng Xue just felt funny. Although he had expected that the other party would be shocked, seeing this expression still made him feel happy.
"Didn't you say you haven't digested it yet?" Lao Li stared at Feng Xue's chest - to be precise, he stared at the transitional flames of black and white, with an expression on his face that said, "You're fucking kidding me." Feng Xue just spread her hands and said:
"Didn't I say it's quick..."
"You are really fast..." Lao Li grinned and wanted to say something, but a somewhat surprising voice came from behind him:
"Lao Li, you should have told me if there was a big boss leading the group!"
"..." Lao Li's expression was a little awkward for a moment, but he still introduced the young man in a suit to Feng Xue and said:
"This is the Qingming Festival. The quiet guy next to me is called Lu Gen. They are all code names. You can also pick one up to facilitate communication after you go there."
"Then just call me 'Libra'. By the way, are everyone here?" Feng Xue casually said the name of the ghost story on his face. When Lao Li heard the words, he didn't show any emotion, as if he really didn't know. Libra, this weird talk, casually said:
"There's still one left. We'll set off when he arrives."
While Lao Li was talking, he saw a man wearing a white mandarin jacket walking over. He seemed quite kind, but his walking posture always gave people a somewhat stiff feeling, which made people unconsciously feel a bit like the "uncanny valley". "Such disgust.
"Here we come!" Lao Li waved his hand, and while introducing the three people here to the man in white, he did not forget to say to them:
"This is impermanence, the name is a bit unlucky, but he is quite a nice person."
"What do you mean by bad luck? Do you know that Bai Wuchang will get rich at first sight?" Wuchang rolled his eyes at Lao Li and started greeting a few people like a social terrorist.
Feng Xue was also looking at these people at this time. Although he could not identify them, he could still see some characteristics from the size and shape of the strange fire.
The weakest among this group of people is probably Lao Li. The flames on his body are like candles in the wind, as if they may be extinguished at any time. The shape of the clear flame is not very regular, numb and not round at all. , probably not long after digestion was completed.
Lu Gen doesn't like to talk much. He looks like a social animal in his thirties. The shape of the flame is ordinary and the color is very natural. I don't know if it's not digested at all, or if he uses something similar to Feng Xue. Killer Whale] authority.
As for Impermanence, this person is very interesting. His flame is a cool color, which looks a bit like a phosphorus fire. It doesn’t burn violently, but it is very textured, with an obvious color difference. This is a typical finished product. signs of digestion. Although he can't be said to be the strongest, he should be the one with the highest level of completion of ghost stories among them.
Except for Lao Li, the five people in the group did not know each other. However, amidst Wu Chang's constant thoughts, there was finally no silence. However, this situation only lasted to the room guarded by a few people with evil faces. until it comes into view.
After all, the focus of all the major forces is now on the people in the real world. The one who needs to be guarded at this time must be the door pusher.
There is nothing to say about the process of time travel. One hand paid the money and the other hand opened the door. But the moment everyone arrived in reality, Feng Xue immediately activated the Mounding Sky Shifting Star Technique.
Not only him, but everyone including Lao Li reacted almost at the same time. Qingming even waved his fist hard, and a scream came from not far away.
"This door is monitored!" Qingming clicked his tongue, but Wu Chang spread his hands and said:
"At least it wasn't ambushed, which means this door isn't used very often. But what's your accent?"
"It's normal. The parallel world is always a little different. The pronunciation is different in Yanguo, and the time span is thousands of years. It's fine if you can understand it." Old Li spoke with an accent close to "Funan" and looked around a few times. After that, strange fluctuations suddenly spread out, and the four people who originally had a very personal atmosphere suddenly became less conspicuous, as if they were passers-by everywhere.
"The application of the hermit's power? It seems that Lao Li's ghost stories are not strong enough, but the application is very strong!" Feng Xue muttered in her heart, but Wu Chang said very directly:
"Good guy, Lao Li, you are good at micro-managing. How did you get to where you are now?"
When Lao Li heard this, his expression darkened, but then he noticed that everyone was looking at him, so he revealed something:
"My strange story is called Qigong Master."
Feng Xue and Qingming understood instantly. Lu Gen was stunned for a moment and seemed to understand something. Only Wu Chang looked at the few people who seemed to have understood inexplicably and said inexplicably:
"Why do you guys understand? What happened to the qigong master?"
"To put it simply, Lao Li originally had a very strong national-level ghost story, enough to keep him on the credit book waiting for death for the rest of his life. Then this ghost story collapsed, and he had no other ghost stories..." It looks like Lu Gen, who is a social animal, said in a rather nostalgic tone, while Lao Li cooperated with a look of regret.
Who would have thought that a strange story covering nearly a billion people would collapse in just a few months?
There are strange rumors about why these few people who understand Yanguo dialect have not made it big or cooperated with the official...
I have said before that this time is a time of change because of the popularity of smartphones and the Internet.
In the world of the book, ten years forward (twenty years forward in reality), computers were still a rare commodity (I still remember when I was learning expository essays in primary school, the teacher asked me to write about household appliances, and I wrote about computers. At that time, the teacher still said that computers did not count. Household appliances, I gave zero points...), mobile phones are almost big items, and the media are basically newspapers and TV. Under such circumstances, it is not easy to spread a ghost story widely, and it is often tiring and exhausting. It is limited to one community, and it can only last one city area.
As for why the authorities don’t know…
To be honest, if you understand the language and can hide it, then it is really hard to find a Yanguo official who has not blended into the crowd.
By the way, the strange story about a qigong master is actually quite powerful. For the specific extent of what he can do, you can refer to Zhou Xingzu in the Gambling Saint series. He can do illusory clairvoyance, teleportation, mind manipulation, cure diseases and save people... he can basically do everything.
Around the 1980s, at that time, various countries had Star Wars before and super soldiers later. The Yan Kingdom even established a Qigong Scientific Research Association. In fact, the special powers in the Gambler series and Hong Kong films of the same period are basically based on his.
Lao Li came up with this weird story in the 1980s, and it dominated the scene for more than ten years. As a result, the qigong craze cooled down, and the weird stories about qigong masters also collapsed. Lao Li directly changed from a big boss to a salty fish, and finally came to reality again. I can only steal the dog.
(End of chapter)
